Sleep Smarter Novels & Stories

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" he said. And so I dragged my battered body back home. After what seemed like forever, I arrived at the front door, which I wouldn't open no matter what I tried. When the alarm blared loudly, Elise strutted over and opened the door, her head held high. She said, covering her mouth in a mockery of an apologetic expression, "Oh, it's you, Shana. I'm sorry. I couldn't remember the complicated passcode, so Harold changed it into something simpler." I nodded expressionlessly instead of breaking down like she'd wanted, so she pouted in disappointment. Harold, on the other hand, was satisfied with my reaction—he probably assumed that I'd taken his words to heart. He picked a fallen leaf from my ha

Sophia I had trouble sleeping that night. Or it would be more accurate to say I didn’t get a minute of sleep. I tossed and turned and woke Kieran a few times, but he would pull me closer to himself before he drifted away. Ever since Kieran and I started sharing the bed, my nightmares were gone and my dreams were blissful. Something about his embrace gave me a sense of security and belonging, but not this time. My mind was overwhelmed by the constant rush of thoughts, and I could do nothing to turn off the reruns of yesterday’s events.

Gemma woke up disorientated to her alarm, and she stopped moving when her brain registered an unusual warmth of her bed and the weight holding her middle down. It didn’t take long for her brain to register why and what it was. Larin snored softly behind her. How did she sleep through that? Before he woke up, she grabbed her phone off its charger with her free hand and shook it to turn on the sleep mode. With that temporarily silenced, Gemma tried to extricate herself from the bed and Larin.

A naughty thought crosses my mind and I don't hesitate to let it out. “Statistics have also shown that people fall asleep faster when the person tucking them in gently strokes their hair.” I tell him in a small voice. He chuckles lightly and starts stroking my hair. His gentle strokes take me to cloud nine. This is going to be the best night ever.

“It has a shower. You'll find towels on the bed. Make yourself at home. I'll wake you up as soon as I know something.” “What about you? Where will you sleep if you give me your bedroom?” Darren asked, a little confused. “I'll stretch out on the living room sofa and watch TV. Unlike you, I've had enough sleep and I don't need to rest yet,” Margaret explained. Although he felt uncomfortable and thought he wouldn’t be able to fall asleep, Darren shut himself in the bedroom. A hot shower was just what he needed. It was nice to take a shower after such a long day. He thought of Margaret lying in the living room and briefly pictured her next to him, but cursed himself again for thinking such thoug

But… my secret wish is for more than that, and my treacherous heart can’t help but take it the way I want. Since issuing the challenge, I can’t sleep for shit. More often than not, I’ll stay in the gym, working myself into a fury until my limbs are so exhausted they can barely move. Then, I can crash. But it’s less like sleeping and more like a computer shutting down for a reboot. I do not sleep soundly. I’ve been thinking of ways to combat this. Yoga. Rain sounds. Meditation. Nothing’s really worked. It’s difficult to turn off the swarming thoughts in my mind.

7:00am Freya's sudden alarm disrupted her sound sleep, its sharp insistent beeps piercing through the tranquil atmosphere. Freya stretched her arms and legs to full length, letting out a loud, sleepy yawn. Lazily, she reached for her alarm, silencing it immediately. She snuggled deeper into her comfortable blankets, savoring the quiet morning moment.

I proposed, taking a strawberry from the tray. “That’s a brilliant idea.” She remarked, staring into space, like she was already imagining how glorious the product will be. “You know,” She turned to me with more interest, “I have trouble sleeping. Every so often, it’s so bad that I take a walk around the house, and the garden just to feel more tired than I already am, still it doesn’t work. On days like that, I’m left awake until the wee hours of the morning. It could be at the first blush of dawn when I’m finally able to sleep, only to wake two or three hours later to catch up with an important meeting, or stuff. If we could make such a tech product, it would be beautiful.” She said, tossin

His thoughts drifted elsewhere, completely ignoring AI Doc’s lecture. The robot wagged its tail dutifully, blue eyes flickering with electricity, eager to continue. “How can one sleep soundly and quickly?” It paused, trying to pique his interest. Chase barely noticed, thinking the robot had run out of power—until it laughed sharply above his head. “The trick to sleeping without insomnia… is… not to think! Hahaha—” “Die!” Chase’s face darkened as he shouted. “Young Master, Doctor AI will now go to sleep. Good night!”